"Don't let her escape!" The voice rings clearly through the silence. My head snaps up. It's one of the guards. I'm so glad it's not me they're after for once. I listen to the conversation.
"God this girl is fast!"
"What do you expect she's the King's daughter!"
Kings daughter. The princess. She's escaped. Finally. I get up from the roof and run. Most angels would fly but I don't for two reasons.
1. I'm only a half angel.
2. That means my wingspan isn't much bigger than my shoulders. Therefore, flight for me is barely more than hovering about a foot off the ground.
Still, it helps speed up my running. I arrive just in time to see the princess disappear and the guards stop, looking around in confusion.
"Hey, boys!" I shout. They turn round in time to get a power blast full on. I jump down, my wings slowing me so I don't splat on the ground, and find the faint aftreglow of magic left from the princesses teleport. I trace it and run there, skidding to a halt.
"Sorry about that, I'm Psyche, did I miss something?"